Good gravy! Six months old?! That was the fastest half-year of my life. I love this age. Sitting up, eating baby food, giving the best hugs, babbling “mama” and “dada” and “hi” and other words, starting to get mobile but not quite enough to get into trouble. Though, as I mentioned the other day, I’m starting to have to tell him no already…no pulling books off the shelf, no spilling the dog water bowl, no pulling hair or grabbing glasses. Isaiah is a happy, sweet, talkative boy. He loves to eat; sweet potatoes are his favorite. He’s a great sleeper at night but doesn’t nap a whole lot. Favorite activities: playing peekaboo, chomping on everything and splashing his bath water. He’s a big boy; wearing mostly 9m clothes. He’s 28.5″ tall (98%!) and 18 lbs.
[Disclaimer…he’s almost 7 months old now! This post is super late. I had a slew of technology glitches that led to a new phone and computer and it’s taken me a while to get everything into full swing again. Plus a health situation came up that’s slowed me down a bit lately.]
We celebrated Zay’s half birthday with a half piece of cake, half a scoop of ice cream and a half a cookie. He had a taste of ice cream and he liked it very much!